The Funeral Director - Kool Keith

I’m here with the Funeral Director

Mmmm-hmm

He wants to tell people about, a lot of his records

Mmmm-hmm!

And the way he conducts his, churchs and stuff like that

I bury bodies

I stick catheters, in their chest cavities

I keep things moving

I don’t mind burying, I don’t mind undertaking

Yes I will be your Funeral, Director

The Funeral Director

The Funeral Director

See I walk the urban streets

Bloodthirsty with spit drippin from my teeth

Black werewolf on the loose chewin ligaments

Only human without no beef

My next victim just might be you

The Undatakerz, East West coast bodybaggers

Draggin bodies up and down the block around the clock

Before the doc, toe tag 'em

Funeral Director slash bodies, leave 'em cut up in a blender

Whether it’s John or Brenda, Sal or Glenda

Anybody corpse we dismember

See God made me this way, gave me this distemper

I was born with the intent to kill

Feelin no emotion when the body drops

Actually the, sight of death, just might make me thrill

I love to watch flesh peel

Take the picture of you when you take yo' last breath

Tryin to gasp for more air without no energy left

Orderlies move for death

Let your life go, let your life go, breathe slow

Let your life go, breathe slow

Let your life go, breathe slow

Just let your life go and breathe slow

I will bury you

I have no problem, with putting you in the ground

Pulling up my truck, putting your casket… inside, my hearse

Driving it up, to the graveyard

M-Balmer got a style that is versatile

Blowin up the room, make the crowd go wild

So have a smoke, not a cap

Now who not not not not not now

Let’s see how many MC’s jock my flow

Two thousand and ten, I’ll be a legend though

Still keepin up the flow

Fluid runnin through my soul, make me grow

Cause I’m instructable and I’m invincible

We have, platinum coffins, to put you in

You can believe, you will not, be coming back

Ha, ha ha, hahahahaha

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Ahhh.